"Well, it's a good thing...... Today I found another way to make money. After thinking about it, Wang Jian was still not ready to tell Zeng Jingrong that he was already popular, and he became the "No. 1 Internet celebrity in Douyin" overnight!

It's better to wait for her to find out for herself, hehe, that might be a lot more fun!

"What is the way to make money?" Zeng Jingrong was stunned for a moment and asked.

"Haven't I been staying at home these days? I was a little bored, so I started to brush Douyin, and then I found that many Internet celebrities in Douyin are not as handsome as me, but there are hundreds of thousands, millions of fans, and then I started a live broadcast, and I received gifts from fans softly, which made me blush. So, I thought, if I also make a fighting sound, maybe I will be more popular than these pseudo-handsome guys who rely on makeup, filters and beauty to get on camera!" Wang Jian made an excuse and said.

"What kind of way should I make a fortune, it turned out to be this ......" Zeng Jingrong flattened her mouth, a little disapproving.

Like Jian's mother, she came from the countryside and her knowledge was limited, and she felt that if people wanted to make money and make a fortune, they still had to be down-to-earth.

If you don't work hard and don't sweat, you just want to sit on the ground and count the money, but it's still too ethereal.

However, although she does not agree with taking shortcuts and making quick money, looking at Wang Jian's beautiful, exquisite, and handsome man Li Laoliu, who is more handsome than her dead husband and "rich" and handsome in her hometown village, is almost the most handsome face she has ever seen in reality, Zeng Jingrong thinks that her cousin, if she really goes to shoot Douyin, maybe she can really please a large group of girls who have nothing to do, and the joy of lonely young women, and then become an Internet celebrity Xiao Xianrou.

"Jianjian, you're right. Otherwise, you can just go and shoot Douyin. In case you become popular one day and become a celebrity, hehe, your cousin and I will follow suit!" Zeng Jingrong looked at Wang Jian's face, grinned, and joked.

"Cousin, I want to shoot Douyin. I'm also more confident in my face, but unfortunately, look at my teeth...... I can't speak? Do you want me to smile without showing my teeth, not talking, and being a dumb person?" Wang Jian spread his hands and said with a "helpless" expression.

"Poof-" Zeng Jingrong sneered, and also felt that Wang Jian's mouth was "staggered", uneven, like shark-like teeth that hindered the view, and seriously damaged his handsome and extraordinarily handsome face, so that although she stayed with the other party every day, she didn't feel how handsome her cousin was, especially when the other party opened his mouth to speak.

Wang Jian's teeth are not ugly when viewed individually, but like the teeth of his mother Zeng Yu, crystal clear and white.

It's just that these crystal white teeth, when changing teeth, seemed to have been hit by a grenade, and they were blown up and crooked, either protruding forward or backward, and the whole mess was messy.

However, Zeng Jingrong believes that once Wang Jian goes to the dentist to straighten out his white teeth and arrange them neatly, at that time, the other party will definitely be a handsome guy walking on the street with a 100% return rate!

"Jianjian, anyway, you are free now, and the economic conditions of your family have improved, you can go to the dentist and let the dentist give you a plastic surgery." Looking at Wang Jian's helpless look, Zeng Jingrong, who had laughed, suggested.

"In two days. I first looked up on the Internet which hospital has a good dental evaluation. When I found out, I went to the dentist right away. Wang Jian said, thinking, as soon as the steel braces I bought online to "hang a sheep's head and sell dog meat" and cover up the "miracle" of the mutant Douyin APP arrived, I immediately went to "see a dentist" and officially got rid of the "shark mouth" that had plagued Lao Tzu for more than ten years!

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The two chatted for a while in Zeng Jingrong's bedroom, and the atmosphere was relaxed and beautiful.

Wang Jian can't wait to talk to his pretty cousin, get close to him, even if he can't move his hands and feet, just listen to the pretty cousin's voice, look at the other party's picturesque face, and smell the good aroma from the other party, it is a rare enjoyment for him.

And Zeng Jingrong, because she rarely saw Wang Jian's figure in the past few days, she was surprised to find that she actually missed the days when the stinky boy "harassed" herself and made her blush! Now seeing Wang Jian take the initiative to run to her bedroom to chat with her, she felt that this was a happy and comfortable thing for her - it was better than being pulled by Jian's mother to sit on the sofa in the living room and watch the boring "Everyday 630"!

As a young man in his 20s who is 20 years younger than Zeng Yu and separated by two generations, she really can't understand why Wang Jian's mother is sorry for "which cat is lost", "which dog bites people", "which bus passenger and driver fought so much that they almost drove the bus into the river"...... These trivial daily life is of interest.

Instead of being dragged by her mother to watch "Everyday 630", which she was not interested in, it was much more interesting to chat with Wang Jian, who was of a similar age.

Chatting and chatting, at this moment, Zeng Jingrong suddenly remembered an incident that happened this afternoon, and suddenly became a little embarrassed, not knowing whether to tell Wang Jian or not.

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Here's the thing.

At three or four o'clock this afternoon, the business was not too busy, she gave three employees a holiday, and when they went shopping, Lin Xiaoya's boyfriend Ni Jun said that he was not interested in shopping, so he stayed in the store.

If you want to stay, you can stay, this is people's freedom, and Zeng Jingrong can't interfere.

Moreover, at that time, she happened to want to go to the supermarket to buy a bag of sanitary napkins, because her eldest aunt was in the past two days, and her bathroom seemed to have only one or two pieces left, since Ni Jun didn't want to go shopping, then help her guard the store.

"Okay, Sister Jingrong, you go and get busy with yours, and I'll leave the store to me. I heard that she wanted to go out for some things, Ni Jun patted her chest on the spot and told her to just go, there was him in the store.

Zeng Jingrong began to go out.

As soon as she walked out of the store, she didn't take a few steps, Zeng Jingrong suddenly patted her head and said to herself with a look of chagrin:

"I really have a small memory, I forget it! I don't have my mobile phone, how can I pay when I get to the supermarket? Smile at the cashier?" Only then did she remember that her phone was being charged in the back kitchen.

So, Zeng Jingrong returned to the store and prepared to go to the back kitchen to get her mobile phone.

entered the back kitchen, and then, Zeng Jingrong saw a scene that surprised and puzzled her:

Ni Jun, a young man whom she and Jian's mother both have a good impression of and like, is squatting on the ground, holding his own mobile phone, and taking a "click" at the corner of Kaka in the back kitchen!

"Ni Jun, are you ...... What are you doing?" asked Zeng Jingrong, who was surprised, instinctively.

"Ah-" Ni Jun, who was filming urgently, didn't expect Zeng Jingrong to go and return, and caught him who was secretly filming, and when he saw Zeng Jingrong who suddenly appeared, it was as if he had seen a ghost, and he immediately screamed, his hand shook, and the mobile phone in his hand "snapped", fell to the ground, the glass splashed, and the screen fell to pieces!

"Sister Jingrong, I'...... I...... I am...... It is...... I just want to ...... I want to post a circle of friends, I ...... I don't mean anything else......" Ni Jun's face was pale, his face was pale, and he stammered.

"What is there to post on Moments?" After listening to Ni Jun's explanation, Zeng Jingrong, who was still very confused, smiled slightly, was relieved at once, squatted down, and helped the other party pick up the phone, wanting to see if the other party's screen sticker was pasted with tempered film, and whether it could be remedied.

At this time, he felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest, and Ni Jun, who was almost half frightened by the three souls and seven spirits, saw that his explanation seemed to have passed the test, and after not arousing Zeng Jingrong's excessive suspicion, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and even the cold sweat on his forehead was too late to wipe it, and he immediately squatted down, grabbed his mobile phone before Zeng Jingrong, and said while picking it up:

"Sister Jingrong, don't move, cut your hands carefully, let me come! My hands are rough, I'm not afraid to cut ......"

Although Ni Jun's explanation temporarily relieved her doubts and did not think about other places, but when she went to work in the afternoon, including dinner in the evening, she saw Ni Jun, who was still smiling in the morning, but he looked soulless and depressed throughout the afternoon and evening, but the other party's mobile phone just broke the tempered film, the screen is still good, and a tempered film is worth a few dollars?

Could it be another reason?

At this time, Zeng Jingrong began to recall the situation when Ni Jun was taking pictures in the back kitchen this afternoon, and quickly remembered that the other party was not a casual photo, but specialized in shooting all kinds of details, especially more than a dozen bags and bottles and cans containing spices and various seasonings, which were the key subjects of the other party!

In addition, she also found that throughout the afternoon and evening, Ni Jun seemed to be avoiding her, and his eyes made contact with her, but it was also fleeting, and he didn't dare to look at her!

What does this Ni Jun want to do?

"Is it ......?"

Zeng Jingrong had some not-so-good associations in her heart.